He knew her secret.
He knew she was a maiden.
He knew she was the most devastatingly beautiful creature to ever grace the mortal plane.
And as the Vanguard Tour charted a course toward the western dunes, toward the domain of the Overtime Boss, Yan Zhaoge, the Ice Demon silently vowed that no matter what trials awaited them in the desert, he would never, ever let her escape his gaze.
The boys had their broken bones.
The elders had their notes.
But as Ji'an reached into her spatial ring, her fingers brushing against the infinitely hot, pulsing Phoenix Ember she had essentially extorted from a god, a tiny, genuine, dangerous smirk finally broke through her exhaustion.
The reverse-harem was a nightmare.
The plot was a disaster.
But her kitchen had just received a massive upgrade. And she was ready to cook.
